Yuan Yiyi saw that Yuan Xiaoyi was crying silently for Wu Zijian, but as soon as Wu Zijian was mentioned, Yuan Xiaoyi's eyes were immediately full of brilliance, and Yuan Yiyi was suddenly dissatisfied in her heart. She looked at the grizzled Wu Zijian, and sneered at four words that burst out www.biquge.info of her mouth:

"He's worth it!"

The sarcasm on that face can be seen even by a fool.

......

According to what the photographer Pu Yi said, after Yuan Xiaowei went through this catastrophe, although his life was safe in the future, the innate spirit treasure would be lost from now on, and he could not do the forced thing, everything had to go with the flow.

Even if Yuan Xiaowei still has the resources of thirty-two innate spirit veins, but if he loses the spirit treasure, after cultivating it, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and he will no longer be as amazing and glamorous as before.

Yuan Yiyi looked at Yuan Xiaowei distressedly, she was not only Yuan Xiaoyi's protector, but also Yuan Xiaoyi's aunt, so she chose to let go of the innate spirit embryo.

She didn't want to add twists and turns to Yuan Xiaoyi's matter. Just wait for this spiritual trial to end, and the door of the spiritual world will open again. Just take this child back to the spirit world, and let the eldest brother feel at ease as soon as possible.

As for saving Wu Zijian? I'm sorry, Yuan Yiyi never thought about it.

What a bullshit boyfriend, it's just a weak chicken who is being wantonly abused and can't help himself.

In Yuan Yiyi's heart, Yuan Xiaowei and Wu Zijian are simply people from two worlds, and there is no possibility between the two at all.

She can not help each other and take a neutral position, which is already a blessing to Wu Zijian.

Jia Yi saw that Yuan Yiyi was lonely and stopped, and he was secretly happy in his heart, manipulating the spell in his hand, and working harder.

Wu Zi's fitness body was like the winged house sparrow, and he was sucked by Jia Yi at once.

Jia Yi smiled gloomily, shook his right hand, and grabbed Wu Zijian's neck that was sucked in.

Before Wu Zijian could react, he saw Jia Yi's right hand thrown out, and Wu Zijian's body fell to the ground at great speed.

Yuan Xiaowei didn't know what Yuan Yiyi was thinking, and she was still pitiful and kept begging Yuan Yiyi.

Yuan Yiyi couldn't bear Yuan Xiaoyi's bitter pleading, so she had to use a confinement spell on Yuan Xiaoyi. Then with a wave of his big sleeves, he took Yuan Xiaowei and slowly rose into the air, until he was three or five meters above the ground, and then stopped his body.

At this point, Yuan Yiyi looked at Yuan Xiaoyi, who seemed to be stunned by her move, and said indifferently:

"My aunt is not partial, whether it is life or death, it depends on his creation. ”

A good sentence is not partial, whether it is life or death, depending on his creation.

The weak are humiliated and oppressed by the strong, and the average bystander has two choices.

The first is to help the weak.

The second is to help the strong.

The third is that the two do not help each other.

Fourth, rebuke both sides at the same time and oppose violence.

Wait, wait......

Just, just ...... Isn't it that there are only two options?

That's right, because except for the first option, the rest are helping the strong.

It's a good sentence and two don't be biased.

Although Yuan Xiaowei has lived in the human world for more than 20 years, she has long been integrated into society and is unknown to everyone.

But with thirty-two innate spiritual veins, Yuan Xiaowei is not stupid.

If Wu Zijian is killed by Jia Yi, although Yuan Yiyi himself has done nothing and seems to be neutral, Yuan Yiyi is an accomplice in Yuan Xiaoyi's heart!

At this moment, Yuan Xiaowei couldn't speak, her body couldn't move, she was shocked when she heard the words, and looked at Wu Zijian below, her eyes were full of despair.

"Bang!"

Suddenly!

Below, there was a roar.

Wu Zijian's face was bloodless, and he fell from the air, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the figure dissipated.

After the dust settled, Wu Zijian was seen lying on his back.

This time, Wu Zijian was no longer silent.

Yuan Xiaoyi, who was imprisoned, looked at Wu Zijian below, and tears fell silently.

Jia Yi smiled gloomily on his face, approached Wu Zijian's side, squatted down to inspect Wu Zijian's body, and said with satisfaction:

"Although the Spirit King Supreme Treasure was destroyed, it was seriously damaged. But now there are two people who have been hunted by the old man, and now with this innate spirit embryo, this time it comes out, and it is really as Pu Yi said, there is a big opportunity. ”

Seeing that Wu Zijian was already dead, Yuan Yiyi was not surprised, it was a strange thing that a mere mortal could not die from the hands of the Great Cultivator of the Foundation Building Realm.

“？”

Yuan Yiyi suddenly turned her head and looked at the intersection where Yuan Xiaoyi appeared before.

......

North Gate direction.

After Yuan Yiyi destroyed Jia Yi's 'time cage' and strangled the second and third explosions of the fuel tanker.

In the chaotic and dazed crowd, some people found that the transparent barrier behind them had disappeared. Now it's time to go backwards and even out of town!

Although, after people went out of the city, they found that there were still transparent barriers at the head of the moat, and they could not cross the bridge. But compared to before, the suffocating crowding is much stronger.

The good news quickly spread through the crowd and spread the word.

As more and more people fled in fear, the chaotic crowd gradually subsided, and people slowly came to their senses.

Those who were concerned about their own shops waited in place for a while, and then they also had the courage to walk cautiously towards the city.

Male and female police officers, as well as square security guards, began to nervously treat the wounded after the shock wave and sort out the remains of the deceased when the phone still could not get through and could not get to the nearby hospital.

Here at the East Gate Longevity Gate, there are also many people who are concerned about the façade of their stores returning.

Just as a group of people were about to reach the intersection of four main streets. Before, the green-skinned young man beside Zhao Min who was pushed down and had a bright bald head was walking in front of everyone alone. Suddenly, his peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, pointed in the direction of the longevity gate, and shouted stupidly at Zhao Min and his group who were walking behind:

"Big brother, come and see the fairy !!"

Zhao Min thought that this was Zhao Kuo, a bald brother with the same surname as himself but no blood relation, was nervous because of what had just happened.

He scolded and walked to Zhao Kuo's side with dull eyes, and was about to raise his hand to instigate Zhao Kuo's bright bald head. Both himself and the shopkeeper and clerk who walked behind him were involuntarily stunned by the wreckage of vehicles of different shapes at the Changshou Gate, and Yuan Yiyi and Yuan Xiaoyi, who were standing out of thin air.

Everyone's facial expressions, like Zhao Kuo, became dull.

"There really are gods in the world!"

......

Jia Yi naturally knew about Zhao Min's appearance, but he didn't care about these lambs to the slaughter now.

He was busy studying Wu Zijian's body.

It's just that Jia Yi tried all the spells one by one, and even cut Wu Zijian's chest open, but he still had no clue how to seize this innate spirit embryo.

Before Jia Yi killed Wu Zijian, the two people he killed, their respective companion spirit treasures, only needed to be lightly touched with Jia Yi's octagonal gold medal, and Jia Yi successfully adopted them as his own.

Jia Yi has no experience in dealing with Wu Zijian's particular situation.

And Wu Zijian was in the dark at this time.

Suddenly.

In the darkness, an Arabic numeral that was both familiar and slightly unfamiliar to Wu Zijian, glowing with blood red, appeared:

“0”！